"Ha, ha!" Brad, the school bully, shoved Timothy's friend into a trashcan outside the school. "Stay with your own kind, dork." Fred was always being picked on. He never knew why, he was smart, handsome, popular… maybe that itself was the answer. Whatever the answer, Fred was determined to find it.
"Good riddance!" Fred yells back.
"Fred! Fred, you okay?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Dude, that guy needs to take a chill pill." Todd, Timothy's other friend replies.
"Tell me about it." Monique says. Todd and Timothy both go gaga over her, and, just like the other days, kill each other to get her to date one of them.
"Hey! No dragon teeth!" Todd yells.
"Men." Monique sighs. "Let's get you fixed up Fred."
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A woman in a black overcoat jumps from the speeding plain. "Hey, you forgot your parachute!" The woman then pulls out two sharp swords and seems to cut air. Seven demons then reveal themselves before plummeting to their deaths. The woman then sprouts two purple wings and flies off into the dark horizon sky.
"He's coming. Timothy must be prepared." The woman says emotionlessly to herself. It was true he was coming, and almost nothing could prepare the world for his arrival. "The Demon Lord is coming. Only he can stop him."
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Timothy returned home and found a note up in his bedroom. "Huh? A note…" Timothy's eyes scurried across the paper. "I'll be there."
Later that night…
"Mom, Dad, I'm going out for a while."
"Alright, be back by 11:00 son." Jake responds.
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"You came. Hello Timothy. You don't know me but I know you. I am here to teach you a lesson."
"What, Am I in trouble? Who you working with, Seymour."
"First of all, his name is not Seymour. It is Creatix. Second of all, he knows what goes on now. He is all seeing. Third of all I am neither with him, nor against him."
"Huh?" The woman throws a dagger at him, which he narrowly dodges. "Whoa!"
"Very good. Let's make this quick dragon." She pulls out her to long sharp blades. She flies across the empty lot slashing and blasting Timothy. He quickly morphs into a dragon and flies away from her swords. She catches on and sprouts her dragon wings and continues to slash him repeatedly and relentlessly with her blades. She then blasts him with dragon fire and throws a blade at Timothy who rolls away. He then gets up and kicks her. She flies into a building and pretends to faint. As timothy walks close, she kicks him in the gut and he goes flying into a streetlight. "You want to challenge Creatix like that? What a weakling!" Timothy angrily claws her, knocking off her hat. Her long black hair blows in the nighttime wind as she stares him straight in the eye.
"Who are you?"
"A relative. Defeat me and I'll tell you more." Timothy blasts above her head, collapsing the vacant building on her. She then bursts through and grabs her other blade. She floats in the air and starts spinning with her blades like a flying razor and heads for Timothy. Timothy then blasts her repeatedly before kicking her into a building. "Very good Timothy. You still need training, but you might just win the final battle with Creatix."
"Tell me now, who are you?"
"I am Hailey Long. Your aunt."
"What? I thought you died. My father told me all about the Gloom incident."
"So he did tell you. Our family's lives were ended in that one fatal battle… except for me of course. I cheated death, I tried to bring the others but they had refused my offer. Thus I left them as they had asked. I knew of Seymour, er, Creatix' existence far before his attack. Using Felix Dark as a pawn was brilliant, and creating the Zombie Huntsmaster from the ashes in the earth was a good idea. I thought Jake would lose for sure, but he overcame his forces. The dark element was another part of his brilliant plot, which soon went down the drain. He stole the evil ideas from mankind's very own hearts to create the force, which Jake destroyed easily. You were also a valiant fighter, Timothy. Felix's return should not have happened, and Omega shouldn't have reappeared. But they did. Creatix' plot was very deep, and hard to figure out, but I've pieced it all together. The death of your friend was a hoax. As painful as it is for me to tell you, Rad was never with you. Wasn't it strange that he knew how to disable those missiles, when they were unlike any other on earth? And that time with Demon, Flare and Lightning. How did they know you would be at THAT specific party? Creatix is a genius; even the entire twin idea was staged, to make this world come closer to him. Everything that has happened, The Dark Dragon, and the Huntsclan's mere existence was all part of one, big plot to kill the dragons of earth, to have the human and dragon races bow before him. But there has always been hope, a small light shining through his darkness. You. Before your very birth, the earth was safe because of you coming to existence! You were a hope since the beginning; you are a promise of a tomorrow. A tomorrow in a world that could very easily die. Timothy, you have no idea of the evils Creatix possesses. You MUST win this battle."
"Wow… I had no idea…"
"But I did." Jake comes out from the shadows, along with Rose. "She had told me of this night. I never knew the exact truth till now however. It seems Creatix had staged this from the beginning. He even knows what goes on this very moment. You can stop trying now Creatix, it's over!"
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"Curse them!" Creatix smashes his fist against his rock throne. "Well Rad, I think it's time we throw the rest of my plot into action.
"Yes Master, I believe you are right."
"Tonight, Timothy dies."
TO BE CONTINUEDPlease Review, this was probably the hardest one to write! It took so much thought, man have I got a headache.